“My grandfather has been dying of terminal cancer for the past 5 years.
Last week my mother said I needed to come down because Gido didn’t have much time, so I drove down with my girlfriend and visited with him for 2 full days.
He seemed most alert in the mornings so I wanted to go in early on the third day to visit with him along with my girlfriend. When I got to the hospital my great aunt was there standing by his bedside. We both looked at each other with tears knowing he didn’t have much time.
It was about 10:30am as I sat down next to Gido and started holding his hands for the next 45 minutes. My mother showed up around 11am and came in the room to see him. Overcome with emotion she started to cry.
There we were…Mom, my great aunt, my girlfriend and myself…holding my grandfather’s hands…trying to comfort him in this time.
At 11:25am both my mother and my great aunt stepped out to the waiting room, leaving only my girlfriend and myself holding hands with grandpa.
Then I felt something.
I looked over at Gido as he stared into the sky with his bright eyes wide open. With a final prayer, he touched his forehead with his hand.
I knew IT was happening.
I held both his hands and could feel a tingling sensation in my arms that rushed through my heart and up through my head. It felt like his soul passed through me and moved in an upward motion to the sky. As I looked at him looking up to the sky, his eyes panned over to me and we had one last glimpse until his eyes went closed.
I sat back crying along with my girlfriend who was sitting next to me.
I had to get up and out of the room because I was in shock and didn’t understand what had just happened. When I came out of the room with my girlfriend, the first thing I said to her was, ‘I felt his soul pass through me.’
It was a sensation I’ve never felt before.
For a brief moment it was as if I died with him and could feel what he was feeling. I’m still wondering what happened since this happened a few days ago. I feel traumatized but people are saying it was a blessing and an honor for me to be there in that moment for him.
Has anyone else had an experience like this? I’m just trying to figure out what this feeling was.”
~Dan

Melanie Hack
Author of Who Killed My Sister, My friend
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